An Exciting Ride...

I live in BFE and what I love about where I live can sometimes be what I dislike about what I live.  Living in a farm community is wonderful when I go riding and I can smell the fresh cut hay and the fresh country air but tonight the farm thing wasn't such a blessing.  I was riding my bike along a back road where I often ride and came around a corner to see a small herd of mules in the road.  They were spread out across the road so there was no going around them.  I thought that I should ride up to the next house and tell somebody that they were loose.  There were five of the escapees occupying the road where I wanted to ride and three of them stood out 1. the young, dumb, skittish one, 2. the boss and 3. Hannibal Lecter (A huge mule standing a head above the rest wearing a leather muzzle)
I was raised around livestock and the way the young one was acting, I didn't trust him and rode to the other side of the rode near "the boss".  He came towards me as I came towards him and I veered even more towards the shoulder, picking up gravel and making me worry for a moment I might fall.  I didn't... but as I passed him, the trouble-maker turned and kicked at me.  I tried to ignore him and pretend he didn't scare me in the least.  As I passed I started hearing the clip-clopping of hooves and looked back to see the ringleader in pursuit of me and the others immediately joined in.  I couldn't quite believe that I was being chased by a pack of mules!  I pedaled as fast as I could (which is NOT very fast) and they turned and walked away looking bored.  I think the instigator just wanted to scare me and he was satisfied and gloating.  I was raised around horses and mules and they don't usually scare me but for some reason being on my bike made me feel vulnerable. 
As I rode away, I looked down to see I was covered in bugs.... kind of like the grill on a car.... gross... it never crossed my mind that this could happen and why haven't I read about being covered in bugs on BT????  I am fairly addicted to the forums.... I am sure someone should have mentioned it by now!  Then, I got stung or bit or something high on my shoulder blade.  All I know is it hurt and then it itched the rest of the way home. 
I was bemoaning my ride but then I thought, I don't know anybody in this town and spend all my time alone.  Maybe I needed a little excitement in my life.  After all, it has been quite some time since I was chased by a stud.... even if he was gelded!